Luyện nghe bài hát Insurance

Last night took a trip to the corner store
Needed papers, bag of chips, and a granola bar
Cruised the aisle for some chocolate and water
When he burst in told the to open the drawer
the piece to his teeth as he insisted
"If you know what's for you, I think that you should listen"
But he didn't, was resistant
That's when he flipped the switch and said "I I'll pick off the store"
He turned around and searched the store frantic eyes
Of course he locked on mine, I was the one inside
on kid, it's time to go for a ride
Flashed his piece and me and said don't you be nothing
Tied and blildfolded threw me in the
Stunk of gasoline and stale butts
I'm "fuck man, fuck man, this is just my luck"
My stomach telling me be my last one
Think to what the hell I could have done
have run
Yeah I bet it wasn't a gun
Breathing speeding up over 70
Settled on dead meat, don't believe in heaven, B
Then 20 minutes at least, when tires
Oh please, police, but my hope has weak
Opens the trunk, "get up," he me
Walk a couple paces throws me to my knees

[Hook - ZZ
I ain't try to hurt no one
See it ain't my on that trigger
Visualize but I ain't got
Now I my bail but it just got bigger
Sirens screaming try to run
But it got worse, now I just can't reverse
a target sitting on my back
The cops on me, yes never be free

[Rocky
Okay there's in my reefer raps
They getting across the map
I'm shit, take a lap
on me, take a nap
But them dreams about me bad
Knowing I'm getting money that you never had
I'm doing what I want so homie I ain't sad
Do what makes you happy if it makes them niggas mad
And gonna talk about you, at least you staying on their mind
Tell them to get off your and to get up on that grind
Trying to up with me, they just gonna get left behind
Homie I'm the forward, make you want to press rewind
I keep on the chase, knowing that I'm in first place
I keep up with my pace, you should keep your laced
We breaking ankles, over, sneakers you can find
That gold up on me, Rolly homie, saying it's my
And try to fuck with my plans
a bomb like you trying to take a run through Iran, damn

[Blu &
Damn, been shot
Them pos be up the team and shit is hot
For your home block no more weed and no more rock
My hurting, heard you eating, what you got
Driving in circles, make a with my watch
I'll speed and fuck at the
I'll keep cousin watch, I'll steal it
And my Glock's out
Hawks caught us by the place we were surfing
And brought us in we ain't have insurance, fuckers